<h3><SPAN name="chap_21" id="chap_21"></SPAN>CHAPTER XXI.</h3>
<h5>TREATMENT OF ORNAMENT.</h5>
<p><span class="scs">I</span>. <span class="sc">We</span> now know where we are to look for subjects of
decoration. The next question is, as the reader must remember,
how to treat or express these subjects.</p>
<p>There are evidently two branches of treatment: the first
being the expression, or rendering to the eye and mind, of the
thing itself; and the second, the arrangement of the thing so
expressed: both of these being quite distinct from the placing
of the ornament in proper parts of the building. For instance,
suppose we take a vine-leaf for our subject. The first question
is, how to cut the vine-leaf? Shall we cut its ribs and
notches on the edge, or only its general outline? and so on.
Then, how to arrange the vine-leaves when we have them;
whether symmetrically, or at random; or unsymmetrically,
yet within certain limits? All these I call questions of treatment.
Then, whether the vine-leaves so arranged are to be
set on the capital of a pillar or on its shaft, I call a question of
place.</p>
<p class="mb"><span class="scs">II</span>. So, then, the questions of mere treatment are twofold,
how to express, and how to arrange. And expression is to
the mind or the sight. Therefore, the inquiry becomes really
threefold:—</p>
<p class="mn">1. How ornament is to be expressed with reference to the
mind.</p>
<p class="mn">2. How ornament is to be arranged with reference to the
sight.</p>
<p class="mn">3. How ornament is to be arranged with reference to both.</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="page237"></SPAN>237</span></p>
<p class="mt"><span class="scs">III</span>. (1.) How is ornament to be treated with <span class="correction" title="corrected from rererence">reference</span> to
the mind?</p>
<p>If, to produce a good or beautiful ornament, it were only
necessary to produce a perfect piece of sculpture, and if a well
cut group of flowers or animals were indeed an ornament
wherever it might be placed, the work of the architect would
be comparatively easy. Sculpture and architecture would
become separate arts; and the architect would order so many
pieces of such subject and size as he needed, without troubling
himself with any questions but those of disposition and proportion.
But this is not so. <i>No perfect piece either of painting
or sculpture is an architectural ornament at all</i>, except in that
vague sense in which any beautiful thing is said to ornament
the place it is in. Thus we say that pictures ornament a room;
but we should not thank an architect who told us that his
design, to be complete, required a Titian to be put in one corner
of it, and a Velasquez in the other; and it is just as
unreasonable to call perfect sculpture, niched in, or encrusted
on a building, a portion of the ornament of that building, as it
would be to hang pictures by the way of ornament on the
outside of it. It is very possible that the sculptured work
may be harmoniously associated with the building, or the building
executed with reference to it; but in this latter case the
architecture is subordinate to the sculpture, as in the Medicean
chapel, and I believe also in the Parthenon. And so far from
the perfection of the work conducing to its ornamental purpose,
we may say, with entire security, that its perfection, in some
degree, unfits it for its purpose, and that no absolutely complete
sculpture can be decoratively right. We have a familiar
instance in the flower-work of St. Paul’s, which is probably, in
the abstract, as perfect flower sculpture as could be produced
at the time; and which is just as rational an ornament of the
building as so many valuable Van Huysums, framed and glazed
and hung up over each window.</p>
<p><span class="scs">IV</span>. The especial condition of true ornament is, that it be
beautiful in its place, and nowhere else, and that it aid the effect
of every portion of the building over which it has influence;
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="page238"></SPAN>238</span>
that it does not, by its richness, make other parts bald, or, by
its delicacy, make other parts coarse. Every one of its qualities
has reference to its place and use: <i>and it is fitted for its
service by what would be faults and deficiencies if it had no
especial duty</i>. Ornament, the servant, is often formal, where
sculpture, the master, would have been free; the servant is
often silent where the master would have been eloquent; or
hurried, where the master would have been serene.</p>
<p><span class="scs">V</span>. How far this subordination is in different situations to
be expressed, or how far it may be surrendered, and ornament,
the servant, be permitted to have independent will; and by
what means the subordination is best to be expressed when it
is required, are by far the most difficult questions I have ever
tried to work out respecting any branch of art; for, in many
of the examples to which I look as authoritative in their majesty
of effect, it is almost impossible to say whether the abstraction
or imperfection of the sculpture was owing to the choice, or the
incapacity of the workman; and, if to the latter, how far the
result of fortunate incapacity can be imitated by prudent self-restraint.
The reader, I think, will understand this at once by
considering the effect of the illuminations of an old missal. In
their bold rejection of all principles of perspective, light and
shade, and drawing, they are infinitely more ornamental to the
page, owing to the vivid opposition of their bright colors and
quaint lines, than if they had been drawn by Da Vinci himself:
and so the Arena chapel is far more brightly <i>decorated</i> by the
archaic frescoes of Giotti, than the Stanze of the Vatican are
by those of Raffaelle. But how far it is possible to recur to
such archaicism, or to make up for it by any voluntary abandonment
of power, I cannot as yet venture in any wise to
determine.</p>
<p><span class="scs">VI</span>. So, on the other hand, in many instances of finished
work in which I find most to regret or to reprobate, I can hardly
distinguish what is erroneous in principle from what is vulgar
in execution. For instance, in most Romanesque churches of
Italy, the porches are guarded by gigantic animals, lions or
griffins, of admirable severity of design; yet, in many cases,
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="page239"></SPAN>239</span>
of so rude workmanship, that it can hardly be determined how
much of this severity was intentional,—how much involuntary:
in the cathedral of Genoa two modern lions have, in imitation
of this ancient custom, been placed on the steps of its west
front; and the Italian sculptor, thinking himself a marvellous
great man because he knew what lions were really like, has
copied them, in the menagerie, with great success, and produced
two hairy and well-whiskered beasts, as like to real lions
as he could possibly cut them. One wishes them back in the
menagerie for his pains; but it is impossible to say how far
the offence of their presence is owing to the mere stupidity
and vulgarity of the sculpture, and how far we might have
been delighted with a realisation, carried to nearly the same
length by Ghiberti or Michael Angelo. (I say <i>nearly</i>, because
neither Ghiberti nor Michael Angelo would ever have
attempted, or permitted, entire realisation, even in independent
sculpture.)</p>
<p><span class="scs">VII</span>. In spite of these embarrassments, however, some few
certainties may be marked in the treatment of past architecture,
and secure conclusions deduced for future practice.
There is first, for instance, the assuredly intended and resolute
abstraction of the Ninevite and Egyptian sculptors. The men
who cut those granite lions in the Egyptian room of the British
Museum, and who carved the calm faces of those Ninevite
kings, knew much more, both of lions and kings, than they
chose to express. Then there is the Greek system, in which
the human sculpture is perfect, the architecture and animal
sculpture is subordinate to it, and the architectural ornament
severely subordinated to this again, so as to be composed of
little more than abstract lines: and, finally, there is the peculiarly
medi�val system, in which the inferior details are carried
to as great or greater imitative perfection as the higher sculpture;
and the subordination is chiefly effected by symmetries of
arrangement, and quaintnesses of treatment, respecting which
it is difficult to say how far they resulted from intention, and
how far from incapacity.</p>
<p><span class="scs">VIII</span>. Now of these systems, the Ninevite and Egyptian
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="page240"></SPAN>240</span>
are altogether opposed to modern habits of thought and action;
they are sculptures evidently executed under absolute authorities,
physical and mental, such as cannot at present exist. The
Greek system presupposes the possession of a Phidias; it is
ridiculous to talk of building in the Greek manner; you may
build a Greek shell or box, such as the Greek intended to contain
sculpture, but you have not the sculpture to put in it.
Find your Phidias first, and your new Phidias will very
soon settle all your architectural difficulties in very unexpected
ways indeed; but until you find him, do not think yourselves
architects while you go on copying those poor subordinations,
and secondary and tertiary orders of ornament, which the Greek
put on the shell of his sculpture. Some of them, beads, and
dentils, and such like, are as good as they can be for their
work, and you may use them for subordinate work still; but
they are nothing to be proud of, especially when you did not
invent them: and others of them are mistakes and impertinences
in the Greek himself, such as his so-called honeysuckle
ornaments and others, in which there is a starched and dull
suggestion of vegetable form, and yet no real resemblance nor
life, for the conditions of them result from his own conceit of
himself, and ignorance of the physical sciences, and want of
relish for common nature, and vain fancy that he could improve
everything he touched, and that he honored it by taking
it into his service: by freedom from which conceits the true
Christian architecture is distinguished—not by points to its
arches.</p>
<p><span class="scs">IX</span>. There remains, therefore, only the medi�val system,
in which I think, generally, more completion is permitted
(though this often because more was possible) in the inferior
than in the higher portions of ornamental subject. Leaves,
and birds, and lizards are realised, or nearly so; men and
quadrupeds formalised. For observe, the smaller and inferior
subject remains subordinate, however richly finished; but the
human sculpture can only be subordinate by being imperfect.
The realisation is, however, in all cases, dangerous except
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="page241"></SPAN>241</span>
under most skilful management, and the abstraction, if true
and noble, is almost always more delightful.<SPAN name="FnAnchor_70" href="#Footnote_70"><span class="sp">70</span></SPAN></p>
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<td class="caption1">VIII.</td>
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<td class="caption">DECORATION BY DISKS.<br/>
<span class="f80"> PALAZZO DEI BADOARI PARTECIPAZZI.</span></td>
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<p><span class="scs">X</span>. What, then, is noble abstraction? It is taking first
the essential elements of the thing to be represented, then the
rest in the order of importance (so that wherever we pause we
shall always have obtained more than we leave behind), and
using any expedient to impress what we want upon the mind,
without caring about the mere literal accuracy of such expedient.
Suppose, for instance, we have to represent a peacock:
now a peacock has a graceful neck, so has a swan; it has a
high crest, so has a cockatoo; it has a long tail, so has a bird
of Paradise. But the whole spirit and power of peacock is in
those eyes of the tail. It is true, the argus pheasant, and one
or two more birds, have something like them, but nothing for
a moment comparable to them in brilliancy: express the
gleaming of the blue eyes through the plumage, and you have
nearly all you want of peacock, but without this, nothing; and
yet those eyes are not in relief; a rigidly <i>true</i> sculpture of a
peacock’s form could have no eyes,—nothing but feathers.
Here, then, enters the stratagem of sculpture; you <i>must</i> cut
the eyes in relief, somehow or another; see how it is done in
the peacock on the opposite page; it is so done by nearly all
the Byzantine sculptors: this particular peacock is meant to be
seen at some distance (how far off I know not, for it is an
interpolation in the building where it occurs, of which more
hereafter), but at all events at a distance of thirty or forty
feet; I have put it close to you that you may see plainly the
rude rings and rods which stand for the eyes and quills, but at
the just distance their effect is perfect.</p>
<p><span class="scs">XI</span>. And the simplicity of the means here employed may
help us, both to some clear understanding of the spirit of
Ninevite and Egyptian work, and to some perception of the
kind of enfantillage or archaicism to which it may be possible,
even in days of advanced science, legitimately to return. The
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="page242"></SPAN>242</span>
architect has no right, as we said before, to require of us a picture
of Titian’s in order to complete his design; neither has
he the right to calculate on the co-operation of perfect sculptors,
in subordinate capacities. Far from this; his business is
to dispense with such aid altogether, and to devise such a
system of ornament as shall be capable of execution by uninventive
and even unintelligent workmen; for supposing that
he required noble sculpture for his ornament, how far would
this at once limit the number and the scale of possible buildings?
Architecture is the work of nations; but we cannot
have nations of great sculptors. Every house in every street
of every city ought to be good architecture, but we cannot
have Flaxman or Thorwaldsen at work upon it: nor, even if
we chose only to devote ourselves to our public buildings,
could the mass and majesty of them be great, if we required
all to be executed by great men; greatness is not to be had in
the required quantity. Giotto may design a campanile, but he
cannot carve it; he can only carve one or two of the bas-reliefs
at the base of it. And with every increase of your fastidiousness
in the execution of your ornament, you diminish the possible
number and grandeur of your buildings. Do not think
you can educate your workmen, or that the demand for perfection
will increase the supply: educated imbecility and finessed
foolishness are the worst of all imbecilities and foolishnesses;
and there is no free-trade measure, which will ever lower the
price of brains,—there is no California of common sense.
Exactly in the degree in which you require your decoration to
be wrought by thoughtful men, you diminish the extent and
number of architectural works. Your business as an architect,
is to calculate only on the co-operation of inferior men, to think
for them, and to indicate for them such expressions of your
thoughts as the weakest capacity can comprehend and the
feeblest hand can execute. This is the definition of the purest
architectural abstractions. They are the deep and laborious
thoughts of the greatest men, put into such easy letters that
they can be written by the simplest. <i>They are expressions of
the mind of manhood by the hands of childhood.</i></p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="page243"></SPAN>243</span></p>
<p><span class="scs">XII</span>. And now suppose one of those old Ninevite or
Egyptian builders, with a couple of thousand men—mud-bred,
onion-eating creatures—under him, to be set to work, like so
many ants, on his temple sculptures. What is he to do with
them? He can put them through a granitic exercise of current
hand; he can teach them all how to curl hair thoroughly
into croche-cœurs, as you teach a bench of school-boys how
to shape pothooks; he can teach them all how to draw long
eyes and straight noses, and how to copy accurately certain
well-defined lines. Then he fits his own great design to their
capacities; he takes out of king, or lion, or god, as much as
was expressible by croche-cœurs and granitic pothooks; he
throws this into noble forms of his own imagining, and having
mapped out their lines so that there can be no possibility of
error, sets his two thousand men to work upon them, with a
will, and so many onions a day.</p>
<p><span class="scs">XIII</span>. I said those times cannot now return. We have,
with Christianity, recognised the individual value of every
soul; and there is no intelligence so feeble but that its single
ray may in some sort contribute to the general light. This is
the glory of Gothic architecture, that every jot and tittle,
every point and niche of it, affords room, fuel, and focus for
individual fire. But you cease to acknowledge this, and you
refuse to accept the help of the lesser mind, if you require the
work to be all executed in a great manner. Your business is
to think out all of it nobly, to dictate the expression of it as
far as your dictation can assist the less elevated intelligence:
then to leave this, aided and taught as far as may be, to its
own simple act and effort; and to rejoice in its simplicity if
not in its power, and in its vitality if not in its science.</p>
<p><span class="scs">XIV</span>. We have, then, three orders of ornament, classed
according to the degrees of correspondence of the executive
and conceptive minds. We have the servile ornament, in
which the executive is absolutely subjected to the inventive,—the
ornament of the great Eastern nations, more especially
Hamite, and all pre-Christian, yet thoroughly noble in its submissiveness.
Then we have the medi�val system, in which
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="page244"></SPAN>244</span>
the mind of the inferior workman is recognised, and has full
room for action, but is guided and ennobled by the ruling
mind. This is the truly Christian and only perfect system.
Finally, we have ornaments expressing the endeavor to equalise
the executive and inventive,—endeavor which is Renaissance
and revolutionary, and destructive of all noble architecture.</p>
<p><span class="scs">XV</span>. Thus far, then, of the incompleteness or simplicity
of execution necessary in architectural ornament, as referred
to the mind. Next we have to consider that which is required
when it is referred to the sight, and the various modifications
of treatment which are rendered necessary by the variation of
its distance from the eye. I say necessary: not merely expedient
or economical. It is foolish to carve what is to be seen
forty feet off with the delicacy which the eye demands within
two yards; not merely because such delicacy is lost in the
distance, but because it is a great deal worse than lost:—the
delicate work has actually worse effect in the distance than
rough work. This is a fact well known to painters, and, for
the most part, acknowledged by the critics of painters, namely,
that there is a certain distance for which a picture is painted;
and that the finish, which is delightful if that distance be
small, is actually injurious if the distance be great: and, moreover,
that there is a particular method of handling which none
but consummate artists reach, which has its effects at the intended
distance, and is altogether hieroglyphical and unintelligible
at any other. This, I say, is acknowledged in painting,
but it is not practically acknowledged in architecture; nor until
my attention was especially directed to it, had I myself any
idea of the care with which this great question was studied by
the medi�val architects. On my first careful examination of
the capitals of the upper arcade of the Ducal Palace at Venice,
I was induced, by their singular inferiority of workmanship,
to suppose them posterior to those of the lower arcade. It
was not till I discovered that some of those which I thought
the worst above, were the best when seen from below, that I
obtained the key to this marvellous system of adaptation; a
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="page245"></SPAN>245</span>
system which I afterwards found carried out in every building
of the great times which I had opportunity of examining.</p>
<p><span class="scs">XVI</span>. There are two distinct modes in which this adaptation
is effected. In the first, the same designs which are delicately
worked when near the eye, are rudely cut, and have far
fewer details when they are removed from it. In this method
it is not always easy to distinguish economy from skill, or
slovenliness from science. But, in the second method, a different
design is adopted, composed of fewer parts and of simpler
lines, and this is cut with exquisite precision. This is of
course the higher method, and the more satisfactory proof of
purpose; but an equal degree of imperfection is found in both
kinds when they are seen close; in the first, a bald execution
of a perfect design; the second, a baldness of design with
perfect execution. And in these very imperfections lies the
admirableness of the ornament.</p>
<p><span class="scs">XVII</span>. It may be asked whether, in advocating this adaptation
to the distance of the eye, I obey my adopted rule of
observance of natural law. Are not all natural things, it may
be asked, as lovely near as far away? Nay, not so. Look at
the clouds, and watch the delicate sculpture of their alabaster
sides, and the rounded lustre of their magnificent rolling.
They are meant to be beheld far away; they were shaped for
their place, high above your head; approach them, and they
fuse into vague mists, or whirl away in fierce fragments of
thunderous vapor. Look at the crest of the Alp, from the
far-away plains over which its light is cast, whence human
souls have communion with it by their myriads. The child
looks up to it in the dawn, and the husbandman in the burden
and heat of the day, and the old man in the going down of the
sun, and it is to them all as the celestial city on the world’s
horizon; dyed with the depth of heaven, and clothed with the
calm of eternity. There was it set, for holy dominion, by
Him who marked for the sun his journey, and bade the moon
know her going down. It was built for its place in the far-off
sky; approach it, and as the sound of the voice of man dies
away about its foundations, and the tide of human life, shallowed
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="page246"></SPAN>246</span>
upon the vast a�rial shore, is at last met by the Eternal
“Here shall thy waves be stayed,” the glory of its aspect fades
into blanched fearfulness; its purple walls are rent into grisly
rocks, its silver fretwork saddened into wasting snow, the
storm-brands of ages are on its breast, the ashes of its own
ruin lie solemnly on its white raiment.</p>
<p>Nor in such instances as these alone, though strangely
enough, the discrepancy between apparent and actual beauty is
greater in proportion to the unapproachableness of the object,
is the law observed. For every distance from the eye there is
a peculiar kind of beauty, or a different system of lines of
form; the sight of that beauty is reserved for that distance,
and for that alone. If you approach nearer, that kind of
beauty is lost, and another succeeds, to be disorganised and
reduced to strange and incomprehensible means and appliances
in its turn. If you desire to perceive the great harmonies of
the form of a rocky mountain, you must not ascend upon its
sides. All is there disorder and accident, or seems so; sudden
starts of its shattered beds hither and thither; ugly struggles
of unexpected strength from under the ground; fallen fragments,
toppling one over another into more helpless fall. Retire
from it, and, as your eye commands it more and more, as
you see the ruined mountain world with a wider glance, behold!
dim sympathies begin to busy themselves in the disjointed
mass; line binds itself into stealthy fellowship with
line; group by group, the helpless fragments gather themselves
into ordered companies; new captains of hosts and masses of
battalions become visible, one by one, and far away answers
of foot to foot, and of bone to bone, until the powerless chaos
is seen risen up with girded loins, and not one piece of all the
unregarded heap could now be spared from the mystic whole.</p>
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